Under a tree they dream,
To gain faces of love and softness,
To dazzle like sun with power and light,
To flow like many rivers towards sea,
They dream to float like cotton in sky,
They want to be like green leaves of tree
And also they want to be golden petals,
All stones want to bloom like jasmine
In this surface of Earth in love and care,
Stones dream much more at this morning.
Tree has given shadow of protection
And this tree has never refused them to care,
With due love like a mother nourishes children,
This tree has nourished beauty of motherhood,
Stones are crawling here like babies crawl,
Under the protection of peaceful softness
All hard and ringed stones have become soft,
They have started blooming as flowers in love.
Under this banyan tree all feel safe sure.
© Kumarmani Mahakul,21 January 2019. All rights reserved.